After the destruction of the original space station by a rogue faction of the Typhon Pact, Miles O'Brien and Nog have led the Starfleet Corps of Engineers in designing and constructing a larger, more advanced starbase in the Bajoran system.  Of this Frontier Class, the second one is Yorktown Station.  I was offered command, the USS Yorktown was gussied up a bit, renamed the USS Saratoga, and my capable executive officer took command.  They roam about, stopping by for recreation, repairs, upgrades, and a hug or three.

 

Burning Questions I've been asked:

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After nearly two years of this, let me address it for the barking ones.

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Questions (Some are downright nosy)

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1.  Why do you have a station?

2.  Why does your husband have a different group?

3.  Are you getting divorced?

4.  Is it fair that you each have a SFI chapter?

5.  You have two sons with the same first name, that causes confusion.  Why is this?

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Answers

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1.  We wanted one. The station is awesome (see the specs), and I have my own mall. 

2.  Some crew wanted a change, we discussed, decided to split yet stay together.

3.  I'll be a widow before a divorce.

4.  We planned and worked for it, got it approved, and been a success so far.  Try it.  You can do it, too!

5.  Once upon a time, a geeky glamour girl wannabe from Tennessee met a nerdy New Yorker PhD student, eventually married. They each had two children.  Hers were Matthew and Morgan, his were Margaret and Matthew. Add in different surnames...well, chaos and shenanigans ensued but we persevered and 21 years in we're doing well.  Confusion for us?  No.  For others?  Not our problem.  ​

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